At 75 years old

Gotta tell ya, I've been blessed.

Two big storms this year and last year that I had to shovel. Anything less than eight inches I say screw it, the car goes in and out.

I usually start road end and knock down the drift the plow truck throws out. Figured if I get the *** kicking done first the rest is easy.

Each time I've gone out to shovel over the eight inches I've had someone drive by with a plow who's stopped and plowed it out for me.

Last year was a guy in a Silverado. This year was a guy with a side by side who was having fun playing in the snow.

That’s cool,
I am the “guy” with the snowblower so I take care of the neighbors.
I have a 17 year old son for shoveling duties.